Valeria prayed that God would help her body produce enough nourishment to keep her baby alive. Years earlier, two people made the difficult decision to start a ministry called Last Bell. What if their obedience became God's answer to her prayer? I invite you to read Valeria's story...
I sat across from Serhiy, 23 years old, and carrying more than most men twice his age. There are moments in these interviews when you can feel the weight of someone’s life before he ever says a word. This was one of those moments. ...
Tanya grew up without knowing her father and lost her mother at a young age, moving through four different foster homes without ever experiencing stable love. When she became a mother, she had no model to follow — only a deep desire to give her...
Danyil is only eighteen, yet his life has already been shaped by loss and resilience. After losing his mother at the age of three and growing up without a present father, he moved between caregivers before finding stability with his aunt and uncle. Though he...
Tanya Sych knows what it means to grow up without the safety of a real home. She was one of six children taken into an orphanage after addiction consumed her family. Her mother drank heavily, used drugs, and cycled in and out of prison. Her father, Tanya...
There was a time when Nadia could not even hear the word “mother” without breaking. She was fifteen when her mom died, old enough to feel the loss deeply, but still so young to carry it. The grief did not stay quiet. It worked its way...
Before he ever told me his story, Zhenya’s backpack already said something about the life he had lived. One patch marked him as part of a specialized anti-drone unit. Another referenced unmanned ground vehicles. Another carried the identity of his team. Together they spoke of a...
Dasha Rybinska was only ten years old when social services came and took her and her siblings away. No one explained it plainly. They were simply told they were being taken somewhere else, somewhere like a hospital. In reality, they were being placed in an...
When Sveta began sharing her story, it didn’t come quickly. It came in pieces… carefully… as if each part carried more weight than words could hold. What emerged was a childhood marked by instability, moments without protection, and a future that once felt uncertain at best. And yet...
We sat down with Prisha and her daughter on their front porch that also serves as their kitchen. Through her own words and with the help of a translator, she shares her story of loss, struggle, and coming to faith in Jesus....
